admiring and absorbed interest; all were head is now silvered o'er by the frosts of alike captivated, their several expressions four score winters-shall he be doomed of interest might have been s.en like a to blacken on the scaffold, or sigh and concentrated ray lighting up the features weep his last few days away in the gloomy of Henry. The deep interchange of feel-and chilling shades of the dungeon. Noing mutually played between advocate Gratitude forbid! Spirits of the patriots and jury. His appeals like the rod of Mo- who have gone before him interpose your ses drew water where'er they touched. aid against it." Most vividly did he picture forth the dark The jury were melted into compassion forms of passion, and most deeply did hejtor the old veteran, and the judge was impress upon them their fearful strength evidently much affected; but his was a and wild impetuosity-their writhing un-mind too strongly fortified to be charmed der the spurning contumely-- their burn-into forgetfulness of his office; his warning beneath the scathing scowl of arro-ling to the jury as they were leaving the gant authority-their foul, insidious re room, "not to forget, or lose sight of the solves when jealousy goads thein-their plaia evidence and facts in the case," swelled, braced and strained attitude showed that, however much he might when in the hand of oppression. And the yield to the Siren allurement of eloquence, Laocoon-like vengeance, the infense, he was more influenced by the Rhadanerved and concentrated blow that re-manthus pride of justice and impartiality. sents the crushing assault. He then ar- The jury gave a momentary look of surgued man's inculpability when they were prise at the judge's hint, which, as it fell dominant over reason and the benevolent on the prisoner settlee into a calm and attributes that they were implanted in stern expression that augured ill for his him by nature-by the Divinity himself, acquittal. In less than half-an-hour a verand that, consequently, man must be guilt-dict of manslaughter was returned, but less for their possession. And he pic-befare the court could move, a petition tured to their shuddering gaze the dark for the prisoner's pardon was presented, immensity of their power-their tyranical and in a moment there was a simultanemastery in the human breast, when once ous rush towards it, all signed it. The they have empire---until each breast seem- pardon was granted. ed to mir or forth a hell of fiends. He Eighteen months had elapsed since my then took up the weapons of logic and rea-departure, and during that period I had son, and ingeniously fashioned them to not received any intelligence of Henry's his purpose. Nature and nature's laws success. were summoned in behalf of his client. It was on a gloomy and cold day in With a master-hand he broke open the December that I arrived in the city of floodgate of sympathy, and to its convul- P, where Henry Fleming resided. sive tide consigned his object--a suppli- In a few hours after my arrival I was at ant pleading to his kindred element. Such the residence of Henry. I inquired for was the effect-the magic power of his him, and was startled at the answer "My eloquence that every breast seemed to master's dying." "Good Heaven's," I heave with a bursting emotion-uerily, exclaimed conduct me to his room." the God himself seemed to mix in the strife, There the sccne I witnessed, Belshazzar's and battle in his cause. Long and ably could not have surpassed in horror. he dwelt on the old man's services, his Stretched on the bed lay the now bloated struggles and toilsome marches in sum- haggard, and bloody form of Henry Flemmer's heat and winter's cold, in defence ing-His features had settled into a stuof our then bleeding country. pid unconscious-like fixedness, and were "And shall he," he exclaimed, "who momentarily sinking into a cold stiffness. had knelt at the altar of '76 when the I gazed upon him in speechless horror. torch of our liberty was first lighted,-A female form emaciated and wan was shall he who defended it amidst storm and anxiously bending over him; there was darkness, on the march and in the field an intense and almost divine melancholy where his comrades lay buried in the agony blended with the sweet serenity of trench where they had fallen-and whose her hectic face. With a struggling and convulsed effort he threw himself almost hell." Here he gave a maddened start out of the bed, at the same discharging and sank lifeless on his pillow. from his mouth a large quantity of blood Two years had not passed since I left -Oh, sickening! sickening sight, my him a proud, happy and conscientious paralyzed tongue did not for some min-man-esteemed, admired, aye, beloved, utes recover its speech,"Oh, my friend But this admiration and popular favor Henry Fleming, speak to me," I exclaim were his ruin. Envy beheld him on a ed as I rnshed to his bed. summit, it panted for, but ne'er could reach. The female that was bending over him Like the strify elements, when conscious started at my voice, and after a look of of the impossibilty of its reaching the inquiring interest, cried "Sisperne-proud eminence on which distinction rests, Henry, it is Sisperne." it endeavors to effect an equilibrium. His The He started at the mention of my name talents and fascination won him friends, and attempting to rise, gasped "Sisperne', which the warm kindness and adhesiveHe fixed on me a look of wild scrutiny, ness of his nature followed and clung to and then pressed his forehead with his from the harmless and social party, to the haud as if to arrest remembrance his convivial carouse, until the frolicsome cirgaze rested upon me again"Ah it is cle and inebriating bowl were alone enjoymy friend Sisperne-God bless you," he ed. Envy smiled approbation, and hurcontinued, "this is a mournful meeting. ried him on his downward course. Ah, how changed since you saw me last! gambling-table, where guilt and degrada-then I was caressed and blessed with tion consumate, their degrees found him the love of my friends-now what am I a reckless and frequent guest at its hell-a suicide, who has courted death-aye alluring sides. worse than a suicide; I am a false, cruel And the fond, beautiful, and high expecand obdurate wretch-behold my Mary, tant Mary, how prostrated in her hopes, and her life blood eoisoned and saped by me. now withered and faded was her beauty. as by a vampire. Sisperne, I am a mur- And her constant love that was wont to derer, yes! I have stabbed my constant thrill at the mutual throb now how cheerand confiding Mary with ingratitude and less and distressed did its emotions sink base neglect," Then turning to the wan beneath the stupid glance of her husand spestre-like Mary he resumed "for-band. give, forgive me Mary." "Gracious Heaven! can this be Mary?" lasked. Her sweet lips that were once rich as the Pomegranite's hue, and seemed a parYes it is my work-no bless me adise as the smile took its rosy rise," not-curses fall upon me I merit them. now were in and melancholy. And her Oh, Hell-your punishment cannot equal eyes, in which were united sense and my guilt-rack, torture, I am prepared to sweetness, and beamed forth naught but happiness-now were lustreless, and I here interrupted him, saying he was parched to deformity by the hot burnings torturing himself with a frenzied anticipa-of her misery. abide it." tion of the future. The raving of Henry had affected her "No-no," he replied, "the hot burn feelings to the highest excitability of agony ings of guilt can never cease to flame her frame was fairly worked into contoraround me and the stinging worm of re- tions. So intense was her distress, that morse will never cease its gnawing--you her heaving breast seemed almost rent see this frame is now almost insensible, its with bursting convulsion. As Aenry's last organs are stupid and palsied in their off-pang, half gasped in muttered breath, fell ces. These pangs are not corporeal, nor upon her senses the pent up misery of her will they cease when all these limbs have breast discharged like a volcano in a terbecome torpid in their sockets, and when rific burst, then all was still. I raised her they will no longer obey the will-or head-all was fled, breath, consciousness why is it they grow more intense as the-and that angelic spirit-it too was flesh loses its sensitiveness and can no gone gone to Heaven- it cannot be otherlonger feel. 'Tis the spirit's pang-hell-wise. 1 be LINES ADDRESSED TO A LITTLE GIRL WHO IS DEAF phrase among the collegians to designate AND DUMB. Sweet Child, whate'er thy parentage Who nothing in themselves can show- Which man may not from man receive. a simple, weak, awkward person; from college it spread over the country, till, from its currency in New England, it was at length taken up and applied to the New Englanders generally, as a term of reproach. It was in consequence of this, that the song called Yankee Doodle was composed. The Regicide," three acts, of which we have ventured in the present number, shall be concluded in our next. It would doubtless be gratifying to the taste of many of our subscribers if our articles were always complete in one number. "Tastes differ," however, and as our pa trons are numerous, we are obliged to do our best in catering for all. A five act tragedy would not be likely to please universally, and with that consideration, we make it a point to vary our papers as much as possible. "The Spirit of the Flowers" by "How ard," has been received. It is a neat pro duction, and shall appear in our next. It came too late for the present number. The poetry of it is very creditable, and the rythm musical. It reminds us very much of Moore's Lalla Rookh.-We hope we shall again be selected as a medium through which the "flowers" of his imagi nation shall be given to the public. TERMS. Origin of the word Yankee. Yankee is the Indian corruption of the word English-Yenglees, Yanglees, Yankees, and The PHILADELPHIA VISITER AND PAR finally Yankee. It got into general use LOUR COMPANION, is published every other as a term of reproach thus: About the Saturday, on fine white paper, each number will con tain 24 large super-royal octavo pages, enveloped in year 1744, one Jonathan Hastings, a far- a fine printed cover, forming at the end of the year mer, at Cambridge, in New England, a volume of nearly 600 pages, at the very low price used the word Yankee as a cant word to of $1 25 cts. per annum in advance. $200 will be charged at the end of the year. express excellence, as a Yankee (good) Post Masters, and others who will procure four horse, Yankee cider, &c. The students subscribers, and enclose Five Dollars to the propri at the college having frequent intercourse etor, W. B. ROGERS, 49 Chesnut street, Philadel phia, shall receive the 5th copy gratis. with Jonathan, and hearing him employ Editors by copying our prospectus, and sending a the word on all occasions when he in receive the tended to express his approbation, appli- Visiter for one year. All orders addressed to the publisher, post paid, ed it sarcastically; and called him Yan-will receive immediate attention. kee Jonathan. It soon became a cant the deed? What, plunge the knife into my husband's breast? Why nature shud SCENE 1. The council chamber crowded as before ders at the very thought of it; and both noblemen, citizens, guards, officers. &c. &c. De Lara, and Bonaventure, seated. unfeeling and unjust is it te bring me thus before the court. Queen, Lothaire? the favourite of De L. Yes. De L. We've met again to investi- De L. But thou hast been accused of gate the regicide-a crime without its it, and we're obliged to try thee. The like amidst the chronicles of dark and murder has been done;-our wish is but dreadful deeds. Lothaire, the favourite to find the perpetrators and bring them to of the King, was yesterday accused of it punishment, in order to satisfy the feelings and here a rraigned upon his trial as ye of an outraged commonwealth. With this have seen and heard yourselves; nor need intention we yesterday arraigned LoI now repeat the evidence brought against thairehim. When this dagger was produced (showing the dagger) from head to foot, the King? like aspen leaves, he shook, and tremulously confessed he buried it, but said the blade itself belonged to the Queen-and with the deed and very murder charged De L. We did. and witnesses were the wife of him that's dead! When this produced against him. At first he denied we heard, we gave orders to the captain the crime, but facts on facts against him of the gnard for her arrest. She has were disclosed, and he at last acknowl since been arrested and confined in a dun-edged it. geon's gloom; and here, before you all, she shall be innocent or guilty found of this unnatural deed that has been charged to her. (turns to one of the officers) Call in the witnesses. (exit officer, returning with Montalt, the abbot St Pierre, and the two Monks.) And now the Queen-bring her into the court. (exit an officer) (enter the Queen, followed by Ubaldo and guards) Queen. Arraigned and for the regicide! Is it possible? My lords, do you believe that I'm the murderess? Can ye suppose that I, the wife of him, could do VOL. II-12-1. Queen. Upon the charge of this foul crime did ye arraign him? Queen. Acknowledged? Queen. What--that he was the regicide? did he acknowledge that? De L. No, not that-but confessed that it was himself who hid the dagger that was found. Queen. What dagger? ye speak to me as if I knew of it, and had seen the dagger. But 'tis the first that I have heard of any dagger found, and ask ye now what of it? De L. 'Tis one the favourite was seen to hide upon the fatal night the regi cide was done,-whilst rain and storm beat over him and round him flashed the thy husband was bereft of lile. lightnings sheeted fires. He was seen- Queen. Well-that may be. I diswas seen and watched ;-was seen to dig pute it not. That ye should think so is beneath a bust of marble that stands in not strange: it is but natural that ye the garden of the palace, where quickly shou.d, and likewise that the hand, that afterwards a search was made and this buried it was the same that gave the was found (showing the dagger)-pollu- wound. ted as thou see'st, stained with thy hus- De L. He confesses that he buried band's blood! the dagger, but says he did not shed thy Queen. Well-all this may be. That husband's blood. the dagger was found is not improbable. Queen. How come he with the dag But what I ask have I to do with it? Iger then? I hope indeed he is not guilty was not watched and seen to dig beneath of the crime, but must confess appear the bust, nor was I seen to bury that. ances are black, if he acknowledges he The storm two nights ago awakened me; buried that. it seemed like the roar of waves and dash De L. He has acknowledged it. When of spray; I saw withal the pale reflection it was yesterday produced, he quailed and of the moon as in my chamber window embled at the sight of it. He cried streamed her light. But that is all. That that it was thine-that it belonged to thee night I slept not with his majesty, but be--and actually said that thou didst kill ing indisposed went early to rest in an ad- the King. joining chamber, as by the maids that wait Queen. I-I kill the King!-ha! ha! on me can easily be proved. They help- (laughs de isively) ed me to disrobe that night, and in the De L. Force a laugh. but neverthe morning when I rose assisted me to dress less the court believes thee guilty. Conagain. But who accuses me? where is science betrays thee, for guilt is evident the person? and where the witnesses within the trembling red and white that brought against me? now alternately suffuses o'er thy cheeks. --- De L. (he motions to the Abbot and Thou'rt speechless too, which also argues Monks, who step forward) St. Pierre, guilt,-nor do I hesitate to call thee murthou'rt sure a dagger thus polluted was deress! brought to thee two nights ago? St. P. I am. (the Queen staggers and appears as if about to faint -a sudden paleness overspreading her countenance.) Bon. (to one of the officers) See-she swoons. Support her. De L. And thou--thou'rt sure of it? (to the 1st Mink. (her agitation is but momentary however. for reco 1st M. Yes. Against our convent vering she refuses the assistance offered her) gate lona Pocks were heard. Ihastened Queen. No-I need not your support. to answer it, and there was this old man 'Twas but a sick felt throb and dizziness, (pointing to Montalt.) who asked to sec occasioned by the thought of his ingrati the abbot. His feelings seemed to master tude. How I have loved that man, enhim, and he could scarcely speak at first. dured and felt for him, words can't ex He held that blade in his hand, and bade press! That love now turns to hateus mark how it was stained with blood. to bitterest disgust! I am betrayed by He then told us that the King was mur- him! And my regret is not so much that dered, and gave the abbot that dagger to I did kill the King, but that I was dekeep until the court demanded evidence. ceived in him in whom my affections cenDe L. My lords and citizens, what tered,-that on a wretch I threw myself say ye now? methinks the proofs are away, wrecking at once my peace on plain. This evidence corroborates Mon-earth and all my hopes of heaven! talt's; and must we not infer from what De L. De L Ye hear it, citizens. She acwe've heard that by this instrument the knowledges it,-that she did shed the lifeaged King was of his life deprived? blood of the old and honor'd king! her 2nd Cit. We must-the truth is evi- husband too! horrible! dent. Queen. Yes, I do acknowledge it :De L. Thou hearest, queen; we've and here I curse the policy that for the evidence that here's the blade with which sake of state affairs conjoins, as with |